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Subject: {ASSM} GenericJoe's Images : 0035 (FF BDSM Oral)
Date: Mon, 11 Aug 2003 04:10:06 -0400
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Images by GenericJoe <genericjoe.org>

In deference to short pieces, to Suki's images from when I was first
finding my bdsm-self, I am going to work on a series of images, most
of which will have a bdsm theme of some kind or another, all short.
At least three a week (but I'd love to do them daily.)

As they are posted, the images will be archived at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/genericjoe/www/images/


0035

(FF BDSM Oral)

It was a half and hour before sunrise, and Amy was already up.
The sky outside was slowly ligtening, with the promise of a sunny day.
Everything was quiet, few other people in the household were awake.
Just the kitchens really.

Amy liked this part of the day, she had a few minutes which were
completely hers, at a time when she still had energy to do something
about it.  She slid her hand between her legs, feeling herself already
wet from anticipation of her next duty.  A delicate touch, and she
shivered just a bit. It didn't take long anymore, and she didn't want
to come too much, Mistress might not like that.

But, since she'd been waking Mistress up, she'd been getting everything
she needed that way.  Even if it just made her want more.  She strapped
on a front-tying corset, which pushed her breasts up and covered nothing.
A simple dress over that, and she was dressed according to Mistress'
desires.

It was already light enough that she didn't need a candle to find her
way to her Mistress' room in the east tower.  It was becoming second
nature, anyway, to follow the stone hallways and up the uneven stone
stairs.  Windows were cut in the turret, letting in the predawn light.
Amy lifted her skirt to keep it out of the way, climbing the forty-odd
stairs to the top of the tower.

Arriving in her Mistress' room, she walked silently to the bed.
She removed the dress, letting it pool on the floor.   Gentle nudging
at her Mistress' legs and she rolled over, legs wide.  Amy knelt there,
lowering her mouth to her Mistress's cunt.  She licked, and teased,
arousing her Mistress, and forcing her to arise.  Hands clutched at her
head, her collar, pulling her more deeply into Mistress' sopping cunt.
Feet pressed against her back, and her Mistress shouted out.

Amy crawled to lie next to her, and her Mistress turned and smiled.
Amy felt her Mistress' fingers press against her pussy, and she came again
and again, blocking out the sound of the cock's crow greeting the new day.




(C) GenericJoe, 2003
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/genericjoe/www/images/image0035.html

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